Reborn I don't need a heroine

A new day, and a new grind.

This morning, Wang Heng came to that familiar martial arts gym, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Ye Xun who was skipping rope to warm up.

Seeing him coming, the girl greeted him and said, "The arena is empty and no one is using it, why don't we go up and play? It feels like it's been a long time since we fought in the arena. Do you want to go up?"

Wang Heng thought for a while.

Compared with a month or two ago, he felt that he should have improved a lot now, and he wouldn't be unable to survive two rounds like before.

Look around again... Because it was still in the morning, the martial arts hall hadn't officially opened, and there were no customers at all. Most of the apprentices stationed in the martial arts hall also went out for a run, the surroundings were empty, and there were very few people.

In other words, even if she was abused, it wouldn't be too embarrassing. Anyway, few people could see it.

So he nodded and said, "Okay, no problem. Do you want MMA rules?"

Ye Xun: "You can use whatever rules you like."

"Then MMA rules."

After speaking, Wang Heng took off his coat and shoes and socks, and began to wrap himself with a bandage—after practicing so many times, he was already familiar with how to wrap a bandage.

Once the bandages are done, it's time to put on the boxing gloves. It stands to reason that the rules of MMA should use finger gloves, but the two of them are just discussing and playing, so naturally there is no need to be too serious.

Ye Xun brought a pair of ordinary boxing gloves and helped him put them on. Wang Heng originally wanted to handle this step by himself, but Ye Xun's action of putting on the gloves for him was quite natural and skillful, and he was almost done putting them on before he could refuse.

Then, the girl put on boxing gloves for herself, pulled away the rope of the ring, and got in.

Wang Heng also entered the ring after her. The two stood facing each other, a few steps away from each other.

Looking at the deserted surroundings, Ye Xun said, "You don't need spectators or referees. That's good. Shall we start now?"

"let's start."

Wang Heng adjusted his posture, moving back and forth in small steps, slowly approaching the girl...

Now he already knows that when fighting, it is necessary to use such small steps to constantly change positions, making it difficult for the opponent to judge the sense of distance. But in this process, you can't jump, and your feet should not leave the ground at the same time, at least not in the novice stage. It is necessary to maintain the ability to exert force at any time, and to be able to freely dodge forward, backward or sideways at any time, which is a flexible balance state.

Ye Xun is the same, but her steps are more subtle...

Suddenly, she exerted force with her right foot, and made a low sweep, hitting the side of Wang Heng's calf.

Wang Heng gritted his teeth, and didn't cry out the pain - although it was indeed painful, but now he is more used to this kind of pain. It was also because of adaptation that he understood that as long as he was prepared, it was impossible for Ye Xun's low sweep to KO him.

However, just as he was enduring the pain and preparing to fight back, Ye Xun retracted his right foot in time and opened up a little distance.

It's not easy to fight back.

Wang Heng licked his lips and continued to look for opportunities patiently.

After a few seconds of stalemate, Ye Xun suddenly repeated his old tricks and made another low sweep. At the same time, Wang Heng took a big step forward, causing Ye Xun's kick to hit his leg before he could fully use it. Therefore, the power is greatly reduced.

The closer the distance, the easier it is to punch.

As soon as Wang Heng made an uppercut, he saw that he was about to hit the girl's abdomen, so he subconsciously took off a lot of force.

Although Ye Xun's abdominal muscle vest line is very beautiful, he still can't help being a little worried about the ability of this part to resist blows.

However, the punch missed at all.

When the fist was still tens of centimeters away from his abdomen, Ye Xun had already hugged his right arm that was punching, pulled it hard, and entangled him with all his strength.

In the next second, Ye Xun pulled Wang Heng to the ground, and the two bodies staggered horizontally and vertically, lying down in a cross shape, with Ye Xun on top and Wang Heng on the bottom—a classic flying cross.

When Jiu-Jitsu took shape, one leg of the girl was pressing on Wang Heng's chest, the other was pressing on his neck, holding his right arm with both hands, and locking it between her legs.

Then, hugging his locked arm, he slowly lay down on the back, tightening his abdomen and sticking out his hips.

In this way, Wang Heng's right arm was locked by Ye Xun's whole body, and he exerted force against the joint. Of course, Ye Xun didn't really use his strength, otherwise, let alone a ligament injury, he might even be in danger of breaking his arm.

"Losing again." Wang Heng sighed, and patted her leg with his free left hand, expressing admitting defeat.

This leg looked white and thin, but Wang Heng patted it and found that when she exerted all her strength, her muscles were quite tense. The feel is completely different from other girls, it's almost like a tendon.

Ye Xun let go of him, stood up, and said with a smile: "But the improvement is obvious. If you punch faster, I won't have time to cross."

It would be too tasteless to say something like 'I just can't bear to punch hard' at a time like this.

Wang Heng just said: "It's okay, let's practice slowly. And your cross lock is an eye-opener for me. It's the first time in actual combat that you are pulled from a standing position to the ground and locked."

Ye Xun stretched out his hand in front of him: "Get up, do you want to rest for a while and start practicing again?"

"OK."

Wang Heng held her hand and stood up.

The two got off the ring and came to the area they were most used to.

Then, Ye Xun took out his mobile phone from his bag, and suddenly said: "Yes, I recently discovered a great original singer, do you want to listen to it together?"

"OK."

When he nodded in agreement, Wang Heng didn't think much about it. But when the familiar piano prelude sounded, he was stunned.

"I set foot on a road in the desert,

Looking in the mirror, the wind and dust are busy,

Hesitating silently each evening,

light yourself a candle,

Sometimes I remember when,

Only to find that the way has been cut off,

All youth is always let down,

Piece by piece, a jigsaw puzzle thrown into the sea..."

The ethereal girl's voice echoed in the empty martial arts hall.

Ye Xun sat by the wall, humming softly following the singing played on the phone.

"I know how many thorns lie ahead,

Busy like ants,

I don't know how much hope there is in the future,

Can't learn to mature..."

At this point, the chorus part comes to an end, and the song enters the piano interlude.

Ye Xun looked at the boy beside him, and said softly, "I like both the lyrics and the melody. I can repeat the single song when doing the quiz. What do you think?"

Facing the girl's gaze, Wang Heng was thinking about a question. That is, do you want to reveal it now?

Now that Han Yixuan and Lu Qi have met, let Ye Xun and Pei Ningle get to know each other, it should also play a role in making the Shura field more transparent, right?

The point is, unlike those two actors, Ye Xun and Pei Ningle's backgrounds are relatively shallow, especially Pei Ningle... So what will happen after introducing them to each other?

Do you quarrel directly, or maintain a more harmonious friendship?

This depends on his own operation - thinking of this, Wang Heng secretly made up his mind.

Two minutes later, the song "Lost" played to the end.

Ye Xun asked with a smile, "How is it? Doesn't it sound nice?"

Wang Heng said solemnly: "Pei Ningle's song is of course nice."

Ye Xun's smile suddenly froze: "Do you know her?"

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Don't talk about the lyrics... the original lyrics are the most brain-intensive.